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Post by mule-guts on Mar 27, 2018 8:21:57 GMT -6
A Strange Reunion
Featuring: Dove and Caoimha Setting: Southwest Onea Time period: After the events of Chapter V |
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Post by mule-guts on Mar 28, 2018 22:46:42 GMT -6
 come little children, ill take thee away
In leiu of...recent events, Caoimha has found herself a ways out of her humble village. An energy filled the air that most would find unnerving but the Caenna found comfort in it’s presence. Frigid air pierced her nostrils, causing her to snort in protest and pull closer the gifted pelt. She knew the risks of traversing this fair from the protection Dogsmaw offered, but, she didn’t mind. There was a new found feeling about the unknown, the unseen chaos. She wanted to know the possibilities of what could happen.
Frosty blades of grass gave a faint crunch beneath her hooves as she continued on her lonesome walk. Her green eyes scanned the trees that surrounded her, taking in the beauty of the sleeping wood. The Onean sun beat upon her bare back where her pelt didn’t cover. It did it’s best to warm the mare, much to no avail unfortunately. She sighed, pulling her gaze from the forestry to look back at the trek back to her home. Her older bones were getting tired and cold. If it were any later, Caoimha would’ve turned back immediately pushed through the tired, however, it wasn’t any later and she was being adventurous. The mare found a nearby fallen tree and set up a small camp to rest, her pack filled with all the necessities laid next her.
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